Literary Girls Nurturing Program

"...The question type of this question will be tested at the end of the term, everyone must keep it firmly in mind..."

The hypnotic voice of the math teacher gradually faded away, and Wang Jia's eyes staring at the blackboard began to become lax and lost focus.But before the math teacher noticed her, she recovered and jotted down her notes.

The teacher looked at the clock above the blackboard, and then the class bell rang, and he threw the chalk into the chalk box. The teacher held his own teaching aids, and shouted to Wang Jia, who was already distracted because of the end of class: " Wang Jia, come here and copy these questions on the blackboard, and I will explain them to you later in class."

"Oh, good." Wang Jia didn't resist at all, and immediately jumped from his seat to the podium, then took the teaching aid from the math teacher, picked up a piece of chalk, and wanted to give the teacher the question asked by the teacher very quickly. Copy it.

Seeing her seriously copying, the teacher left in peace to solve some personal problems.

The chalk rubbed against the blackboard to make an unpleasant sound, and bits of chalk dust fell down.While Wang Jia was reading the teaching aids, he was seriously copying the questions, and he was also thinking about some fantastic things.

Half a month has passed since she inexplicably returned to this past.An old woman who has been working for more than ten years and is prematurely aging, and now she runs back to take classes with junior high school students, no matter how she thinks about it, she will be very depressed.What's more, what Wang Jia hates the most is his junior high school life. Seeing these familiar faces and smiling hypocritically at himself, Wang Jia can only say that he used to be too naive, that's why he dismissed these smiling faces. Treat it as sincerity.

But it doesn't matter anymore... Anyway, she is not the real junior high school girl anymore.For her now, if her memory is correct, there is no one named "Wang Jia" among her junior high school classmates, and she should be called "Yuan Jia".

And her current identity is completely different from her own. Yuan Jia seems to be her previous life, while Wang Jia transferred here in sixth grade because her parents worked, and because her grades were mediocre. , And went to this ordinary middle school.Although Wang's father wanted to save money, but there are not many ways here, so Wang Jia also said that even in this ordinary middle school, he would study hard and get into a good high school.

Even if the environment is different, the learning here is still mainly based on being admitted to a university.But not all high school studies are for the performance of the college entrance examination. Wang Jia discovered that this era is a bit different since he woke up.

The current "Wang Jia" was reborn here after his junior high school placement test.All this is quite normal, but Wang Jia himself knows that it is not normal.Especially after there is a grade No.2 named "Yuan Jia", it is even more abnormal.

His eyes dimly turned to Yuan Jia who was writing and drawing in a book in the corner. Seeing her high ponytail and the rustic clothes on her body, Wang Jia withdrew his gaze.

After putting down the last stroke, Wang Jia curled the corners of his lips, quite satisfied.The changed life made her uneasy, but she finally did not leave behind her calligraphy.The only constant made Wang Jia feel at ease.

Throwing the chalk ends back into the box, tidying up the podium table a bit, and making sure it was clean, Wang Jia walked back to his seat.

When passing by Yuan Jia's seat, Wang Jia and Yuan Jia happened to meet each other's eyes.Yuan Jia was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to react; Wang Jia pursed his lips and smiled at Yuan Jia, then glanced at Yuan Jia's notebook: Sure enough, he had copied the topics on the blackboard.

"You are so serious... You have copied this big question so quickly and returned it to you. It's amazing." Wang Jia said with a smile, as if he really felt that Yuan Jia's doing this question was very good.She temporarily gave up the idea of ​​returning to her seat immediately, and wanted to see if this Yuan Jia was the same as herself before her rebirth.

After being praised by Wang Jia, Yuan Jia's face turned red with embarrassment, and she held the signature pen with her fingers, hesitated for a while before saying: "No... I'm not very good, you are good at handwriting, you are good." Yuan Jia himself was in class She didn't have any friends, and she was originally an introverted person, so she was a little at a loss for Wang Jia's overtures.After all, Yuan Jia knew very few people in her class, and she didn't get on well with those people, so she was often alone.

Originally, Wang Jia only observed Yuan Jia for half a month, but Yuan Jia's state of having no friends also made Wang Jia very anxious.If I remember correctly, Yuan Jia's family should be very poor now...that's why they dress like this...and in fact, none of the people in this class are particularly innocent.If she lets it go, Yuan Jia will make best friends, but she will also be severely hurt by people who don't really want to be friends with her.

Observing for so long is actually enough.I don't know what kind of psychology I have, so I want to be sure.After all, rebirth or time travel is a bit too miraculous.And seeing myself doing some naive things when I was a child is even more difficult to describe.

But since God has given him a chance to start over, he can't just sit back and watch Yuan Jia embark on the same path as himself.Although Wang Jia is indifferent to many things, Wang Jia never treats himself badly.Even if the current self has been separated from her...

Wang Jia thought that although the dispositions of these children in the class are not bad, they are also quite realistic.As for the person who can really get together with Yuan Jia, even though there are many people in the class, there is not one person.If there is anyone among them who can fully meet Yuan Jia's criteria for making friends, Wang Jia knows that it must be him.

It is not difficult to let her make friends with these people, but Wang Jia always feels that it is a stupid thing to watch "myself" go the old way.Instead of letting her be misled by these people who can't be called friends at all and go astray in the past, Wang Jia still thinks it's better for him to take Yuan Jia with him.

"Your handwriting..." Wang Jia looked at Yuan Jia's notebook. The handwriting on it was quite neat, but it was more than neat, not flexible enough, and rather dull.It's not that Yuan Jia is stupid, but that her handwriting is deliberately pursuing neatness, so it's just rigid.And Wang Jia also intends to use calligraphy as the entry point for their intersecting.

Seeing Wang Jia reading her handwriting, Yuan Jia frantically tried to cover it, but Wang Jia had already held her hand down first. "My handwriting is not good! I...you..." I couldn't say anything when I was nervous.

Wang Jia smiled, looking very kind. Yuan Jia was taken aback when he saw it. Yuan Jia, who originally hated others touching him, forgot to withdraw his hand. "It's okay, I just want to make friends with you. After all, we are all class committee members."

Yuan Jia nodded blankly: "Wang Jia is right, but since half a month since school started, the two of them have not spoken to each other except when collecting homework.Why did he suddenly think of her now?

In fact, Yuan Jia felt that Wang Jia was very strange. As the class monitor appointed by the teacher and the representative of the mathematics class, he had been alone for a long time, but he couldn't see that this person had any desire for friends at all.Even if she is a lonely person, she can see that she is self-satisfied and interesting, and she doesn't know what to do every day.Now it's a bit weird to want to be friends with her—a Chinese class representative who has never communicated with her before.

"Don't be nervous, let's have dinner together at noon. I happen to have something to share with you. I happened to talk about it when I communicated with Teacher Liu yesterday." Wang Jia saw Yuan Jia's defensiveness, but making friends is such a thing. , Someone has to take a step first.Yuan Jia couldn't do it, so she should come.

Yuan Jia couldn't see what Wang Jia was thinking, but she had no reason to refuse when someone said they had something good to share with her.Especially Teacher Liu, who is a Chinese teacher, treats her very well... Maybe it's something very special. "OK, all right."

"Then make an appointment like this." Wang Jia didn't say anything more, left a smile and walked to his seat in the bottom third row.After all, she is tall, even if the teacher deliberately lets her sit in the front row, she will block others.Mr. Qi Zhu, the head teacher, would not let himself be so partial.

Yuan Jia couldn't help but turned to look at Wang Jia. In fact, she had already received Wang Jia's position so many times, but she couldn't help but make sure of something else.

Turning around, he met Wang Jia who had just sat down.Wang Jia smiled at her, Yuan Jia blushed uncontrollably, turned his head and tried to focus on the book... However, when he saw the words on his homework book and thought of Wang Jia's words, Yuan Jia again I want to go back and see Wang Jia.

No, I was discovered just now... Yuan Jia's mind was in a turmoil, not knowing how to react, his fingers were picking at the homework book, and he didn't even notice that Wu Xian, his deskmate, had returned.

"Wang Jia, why are you thinking of talking to that bumpkin?" Wang Jia's deskmate Fu Ning asked, pushing her arm.

"Tsk, Fu Ning, if I can talk to you, can't I talk to her? Their clothes just don't follow the trend, so why are they bumpkins?" Wang Jia glanced at his blank homework book, and then looked at the blackboard that he had worked so hard to copy. "Hey young master, it's fine if you don't copy the questions, and you don't even solve the questions. When Boss Qi comes later, are you really not afraid of being selected?"

"Hehehe, it's fine to just copy yours when the time comes! Sister Wang! You are my sister, my own sister!" Fu Ning completely forgot the gossip he wanted to know by Wang Jia's words, and immediately urged Wang Jia to do the questions , lest I really die after class.

As far as Fu Ning is concerned, he is going to be a sports student, so he doesn't need to do his homework so hard, he just needs to get by anyway.Wang Jia was his classmate in the sixth grade. Although his personality changed after entering junior high school, it seemed that nothing was wrong, and Fu Ning didn't even think about it.

"Hey, sister Jia, do you want to go out to eat at noon?" Although Fu Ning went out to eat with his "brothers", Wang Jia also often ate with him, not to mention that Wang Jia didn't eat with other people at all. It means being good friends with girls, and of course being brothers is also meaningful.

Even if he gets close to a girl, others will gossip, but it is called "Sister-in-law" or something, Wang Jia doesn't care, and as a manly man, of course he can't care.

"Noon...?" The pen in Wang Jia's hand turned around, her eyes fell on Yuan Jia who was in the front left, and then she showed a bewildered smile, "You and your brothers eat at noon, I have something else Got an appointment."

"Oh." Following Wang Jia's gaze, she knew she was looking at Yuan Jia.Fu Ning was really surprised why Wang Jia paid attention to that eccentric Chinese class representative, maybe it was because the name was like... He didn't understand the girl's mind.

Before Fu Ning could ask what happened, Qi Zhu, the head teacher and math teacher, had already stepped on the bell and entered the classroom, and the whole class could only be quiet.